I am sure that I am breaking some sort of blogging rule by posting a salad recipe on a Friday. Salads are for Mondays after you have been eating crap all weekend long and you decide, Oh, it’s Monday, I am going to eat salads all week but then you only eat salad on Monday. For lunch. Since it is the holiday season, I was just thinking that maybe you are entertaining and just dying for a show stopping salad recipe. Or maybe you are procrastinating at work and trying to plan dinner for next week. Or maybe you are a person with self control and eats salad all week and on the weekends, too (what is your secret?!)
It’s pretty clear that we love pimento cheese around here. I mean this is the second pimento cheese recipe I have posted in less than a year. Pimento cheese is a staple in most southern households and growing up, you usually could find pimento cheese or chicken salad in the fridge at my house. But I never really was a fan of pimento cheese until after I was pregnant. It is so strange how your tastes can change after having a baby! Now I can’t get enough…clearly.
Are you looking for the perfect nibble for cocktail hour while entertaining this holiday season? I’ve got your snack, People! These pecans are the perfect addition to your bar, coffee table, table – wherever you may be entertaining. They are spicy and sweet and savory. Plus, they are crazy addictive. Did I mention how easy they are to make? They are so foolproof that even my BFF Lindsey could make them!
Who has to work this week, raise your hand. Okay, now, who is actually—I mean, really working this week and who is just catching up on Google Reader, pinning new pics to Pinterest? Yep, that’s what I thought. I mean, I already did a much needed re-org of my work inbox, cleaned off my desk, put together some emails to shoot out on Tuesday when the rest of civilization goes back to work, and created not one, but two pretty awesome if-I-must-say-so-myself Pandora radio stations. I guess you could say that it has been a pretty productive non working, work week!
Just call me Master Cheesemaker. On second thought, don’t. But I would like to inform you that I have officially made homemade ricotta. Twice. Yep, you read that right. I am officially crossing “make your own cheese” off the bucket list. And guess what? You can, too! After several years of carting my plastic wrapped, brand new cheesecloth from apartment to apartment, I finally busted it open and took it for a test run. Watch out Cowgirl Creamery, here I come. No, I joke. I could never do anything that required molding or resting, aging or brining. But what I can do is this. Add milk, cream, and buttermilk to a pot. Heat for 15 minutes. Let sit for 30. Drain in cheesecloth. Eat. As my Food Network leading lady, Ina Garten, would say, “how easy is that??” It is ridiculously easy indeed, Ina.
Apparently, it’s good to be a tax lawyer in Charlottesville after tax day! Andrew the H has two days off this week…Surprise!! So, even though the weather report is threatening a few thunderstorms (which I will no longer take lightly, see last week’s events), we are going out to enjoy the cloud-covered sun. After weeks of seeing very little of Andrew on the weekends, I am excited to finally have some husband-wife time. Even if that means that I have to endure hours of the History Channel (seriously, how many Civil War shows can you possibly have? No disrespect, but geeeeeeze).
There is really nothing better than a middle of summer tomato from the farmer’s market. And after tasting one, it is even harder to eat mid-winter grocery store tomatoes. So what’s a tomato-loving girl to do during the winter months? Why, make slow roasted tomatoes, of course! These jewels are fool proof and provide the perfect flavor pop for your winter tomato blues. They take less than 5 minutes to put together then slowly caramelize and shrivel in the oven for most of the morning (or afternoon). If you have never tried slow roasted tomatoes before, you will be shocked by the change of flavor from simply roasting super low and super slow.
Have you ever volunteered to bring an appetizer to a friend’s house for dinner and then your mind goes completely blank? Like you have never eaten an appetizer before in your life, let alone been invited to a dinner party with one? Why did I not just offer to bring wine? Well, I was faced with this problem a few weeks ago when, after offering to bring something to dinner, my gracious host texted back “an appetizer would be great.” Most people would remain calm, pick up some cheese at the store and call it a day. My thought was “Okay. It is 3 p.m. what on earth am I going to bring?” Panic.